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Just past midnight at Middleton Hospital finds Dr. Possible sitting in her office catching up on some paperwork. It's been a rather busy day...four surgeries, three assists, and a like number of consultations. Ann can barely keep her eyes open, having wanted to leave for home hours and hours ago.

A quick check of her email and Ann closes her laptop...she's had enough for one day. Grabbing her coat and turning off the lights, she makes her way through the warren of hallways, saying her goodbyes to the passing staff as she goes. Cutting through the Emergency Room, if anything to avoid talking to the annoying receptionist in the lobby...the one who stares at her breasts the entire time they're speaking...she can see the lights of the parking lot glistening off freshly fallen snow at the end of the hallway.

Just as she reaches out to hit the door release button and freedom, there's a voice from behind her. It's one of the ER charge nurses, sounding rather flustered.

Nurse: Dr. Possible, I know you're on your way out, but can you please help me?

Ann: Of course, Nurse. What's the problem?

Nurse: I've... I've got this patient who absolutely refuses to tell me what the problem is. He's not, like, combative or anything, but it took no small amount of persuasion just to get him to change into a gown. He insists on speaking with a doctor first due to the personal nature of their issue.

Read the story and see Dr Possible's 'bedside manner' at the $5 tier level.  :D

Original Art by Predaking29

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2

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Anonymous

Those are some big ta ta’s on Dr Ann.